As simple as the shot looked, a lot of people were still shocked. It must be because they were young that it appeared like they were flying off the court.
The veterans on the bench sat frozen. Japan's bench was the same.
Jaw-Long's wide grin vanished, replaced by an expression of disbelief. Caleb leaned forward, arms on his knees, his mouth slightly open. Dong blinked rapidly, needing to confirm what he'd just witnessed.
"Did that just…work?" Muyang muttered, his voice suddenly hoarse.
"It did," Jaw-Long replied, his tone caught somewhere between awe and confusion.
Coach Xu Wei didn't even hide his surprise.
His brows lifted slightly as he crossed his arms, a faint, disbelieving smile tugging at his lips.
He had expected Kai to bring in the energy—everyone did. But this speed and precision felt like a wildfire spreading across the court.
"What the hell did they come up with now?" Caleb mumbled under his breath.
